Ghost Stories (A Sanscest Story)

A Death Wish

That night, a brightly colored skeleton was going to find painkillers. He moved down the hall towards the room his brother was staying in, whistling a funky tune. He was currently staying in a hotel. They were headed down to Ink's house and had stopped along the way. He'd taken off his shades, having gotten a headache from them.

As he moved, one of the elevators in the hallway dinged all of a sudden, coming to life. He glanced at the top out of curiosity. He stopped. The elevator was coming from the ground floor. He was a little intrigued. Who was coming up this early in the morning? As the elevator climbed the floors, the skeleton started to get a cold feeling. Down the hall, he heard a door open. Almost immediately, he saw his brother.

The other was wide-eyed. Well, technically, only one of his eyes could be seen. The other was covered with a pixelated white square. Dried red lines ran from his mouth and red stained his white clothes from a slash across his chest. He crept over to the first skeleton. "Geno, what's hippity happening?" The first asked quietly. Geno stared at him for a moment before sighing and rolling his visible eye.

"Fresh, shut up." The first skeleton grinned and pulled away, peering around Geno. He looked over at the elevator, causing the other to look as well. He noticed the other skeleton's body freeze. Geno suddenly moved in front of him.

"Fuck!" He whispered. "Fuck!" They both froze as the elevator stopped. The doors dinged Before they slowly opened.

Fresh peered around Geno and stopped. A figure drifted in the elevator. They were slightly clear. They hovered over a tiny mirror on the elevator floor. They wore a black robe with a skull and ropes holding it closed. Of course, Fresh wasn't interested in that.

He was more concerned about the giant ghostly scythe that dragged along the ground as the figure drifted forward. They stopped, being jerked back, like some invisible barrier was holding them. The doors fizzled and the elevator's lights went out.

Geno stood uncertainly while Fresh stared in shock. What was this guy? Was this a joke? There was no way. "Fuck you! What're you doing here?!" Geno hissed. The figure swayed side to side before speaking in a deep, melodic voice.

"You... should be careful. There's... a disturbance in the realm. I bet it's him. That spirit, he doesn't like me very much." He drawled in a soft, soothing breath. He raised his head to fix right on Geno with glowing blue eyes. It was a skeleton too. Fresh gulped and stayed tucked behind Geno. He heard the reaper giggle.

"Come now... don't be afraid of me... I'm not here for you..." He was speaking directly to Fresh, who blinked. He watched as the spirit raised one skeletal hand and pointed. The spirit's gaze had moved to Geno, who stiffened. "I'm here for him." The spirit gave a sadistic little grin. Fresh stared at him in horror and Geno stood in front of him protectively. Geno snarled.

"Why're you following me?" He demanded. The spirit tipped his head and seemed to give an innocent little smile.

"You know why. You and that slash across the front of your ribs should know better than anyone why I'm following you." The spirit said quietly. The spirit radiated a dark energy. Fresh jumped as the spirit disappeared and they heard his voice behind them. "You should be dead, Geno."

They whipped around to see the spirit passing through the mirror on the wall. Geno grabbed Fresh's hand and tugged him towards his room, disappearing inside and slamming the door. The spirit stared after them, lifting a hand and placing it on the inside of the mirror, causing some cracking.

"I will have you."

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The moon was high in the sky when Dream returned home. They'd all accidentally fallen asleep. He opened the door to his mansion, surprised to find it unlocked. He yelped as a butter knife impaled in the wall next to the door with a thud. He followed it to see that black-eyed skeleton that had been watching him earlier. The other was wide-eyed, his hand out. "Sorry. Thought you were a robber or some shit." He murmured.